I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 246 The spring sunshine is so bright and perfect for going out for a stroll.
After Fang Qingye, representing Huacheng Development Company, signed an agreement with the county to develop Nanxin Lake, the company's preparatory work proceeded intensively.

They rented a floor in a building on Changle Road in the county town as an office, and then recruited employees at all levels.

Aside from the two vice presidents in charge of recruitment (technology and administration/logistics), Fang Qingye planned to participate in recruitment, but he wouldn't interfere with anything else, leaving it all to Luo Yan.

Of course, there are some things that should be addressed and addressed.

Time flew by and it was already the end of March, and of course, there wasn't much to do at work.

The first phase of the Yuxiang Gas project has been successfully completed, and all businesses and users in the old town of the county are now using natural gas. The second phase of the project is now under construction.

Luo Yan was working hard on the Nanxin Lake development project. After Ele.me received funding from Tuofang Technology, it began to develop rapidly. It not only defeated Xiaoyezi, but also expanded its business to universities such as Tongji University and East China University of Science and Technology, becoming the number one food delivery brand for universities in Shanghai. Of course, universities alone are not enough. Fang Qingye had already given instructions to Zhang Xuhao on QQ that the office workers in this area, especially busy white-collar workers, should be the focus of attention.

Wang Tao from Pengcheng Dajiang is steadily progressing at his own pace, and has already applied the technology he has accumulated in helicopter flight control systems to multi-rotor aircraft. This is also the investment project that Fang Qingye doesn't have to worry about the most.

As for the nursery's office building, it has been renovated, and the employees have moved in from the makeshift houses. Each office is equipped with computers and the internet, as well as photocopiers, typewriters, and fax machines, giving it a feel of "upgrading from a slingshot to a cannon."

The two-story house where my grandparents live has also been renovated. The office building is in the southeast corner of the nursery, and the small house is in the west, facing each other. Fang Qingye also left a bedroom for them, so they don't have to go back at night sometimes.

Although the small building has been renovated, we haven't moved in yet. Many of the pieces of furniture inside are new, so we'll leave them there for a while. For now, we're still living in a makeshift house.

Fang Qingye also specially had a pavilion built in the nursery, with tables and chairs placed inside. It is surrounded by a flower garden, and now that it is springtime, a large area of ​​roses is in bloom, a riot of color.

Sitting in the pavilion, sipping tea and looking at the colorful flowers and green willows around you is truly a pleasure.

Today, Fang Qing returned from Huacheng Development Company. With nothing much to do in the afternoon, he leisurely sat in the pavilion drinking tea. Before he had even finished his pot, his phone rang. He took it out and saw it was his classmate Wang Lei calling, so he answered it casually.

"Aoba, are you free tomorrow, Saturday?"

"Hehe, I don't have a job, I'm free every day," Fang Qingye laughed.

"I heard you've been busy with the development of Nanxin Lake lately."

"My main role is investment; someone else is in charge of the specifics," Fang Qingye replied. "Wang Lei, is there something you need?"

"I have something to discuss. I'd like to invite you and Liu Dong to my house," Wang Lei said.

"your home?"

"Yes, my hometown is in Baipu Town, and my parents welcome you."

"Wang Lei, is there some good news? Did you get engaged to your girlfriend?" Fang Qingye asked with a smile.

"No, I'm still single." Wang Lei laughed on the phone, "I've officially been transferred from Panlong Township to the County New Energy Vehicle Industrial Park Management Committee."

"That's good, much closer to the city."

"Yes, so please come to my house with Liu Dong. The scenery here is beautiful, and you can fish in Yingchi Pond."

Fang Qingye had naturally heard of Yingchi.

Baipu Town is an ancient town. To the east, there is a large pond covering nearly 100 acres, shaped like a waxing crescent moon. Lotus flowers are planted all over the pond. Although the poem describes the West Lake, the locals call this large pond "Yingchi" (Reflecting Pond).

Upon hearing that fishing was possible, Fang Qingye was immediately intrigued. With the bright spring sunshine, it was the perfect time for an outing, so she replied:

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow. Have you told Liu Dong yet?"

“I told him, he’s free tomorrow too.” “How about we invite Song Dahai?” Fang Qingye thought of that kid again; he’s been dragging her out to play a lot lately.

"Sure, I'm not very familiar with Song Dahai, so it's not appropriate for me to call him."

“I’ll call him.”

"Okay, come early tomorrow."

After hanging up with Wang Lei, Fang Qingye called Song Dahai and told him about it.

Song Dahai, a lively person, immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll ask Meimei to see if she has time tomorrow."

"Hey Dahai, don't you have any self-respect?" Fang Qingye said with a laugh. "You keep talking about Meimei, you take her everywhere you go."

"What? Envious and jealous?" Song Dahai was not angry at all, but instead smug on the phone: "Bai Ou is in Shanghai. You're all alone and feeling lonely, right? Let me tell you, Liu Dong will definitely bring Bi Huanhuan with him tomorrow!"

"I give up, you two. I'm not telling, I'm hanging up!"

Fang Qingye hung up the phone immediately without waiting for the other party to speak.

Why.
Spring is here, and my heart is fluttering with longing. It's really hard not to have a girl by my side.

Stop bothering Bai Ou in Shanghai. She's busy preparing for the court system exam, and besides, she said she'll wait until after graduation.

How about we take a trip to Huijing when we have some free time?
Xia He is renovating her house. Should I go over and see how the renovation is going?
The next morning, Fang Qingye got up, ate breakfast, and, without forgetting to pack her fishing gear, drove to pick up Liu Dong and Bi Huanhuan, who hadn't bought a car yet.

As soon as Fang Qingye picked up the couple on the street, before she even drove out of the city, she received a call from Song Dahai: "Yezi, Meimei and I have arrived at Nanxinhu. Where are you?"

"I just picked up Liu Dong and the others. You go first, I'll catch up right away."

Once outside the county town, you're surrounded by lush green wheat fields and golden rapeseed flowers, a truly breathtaking sight.

Baipu Town is located southeast of Nanxin County, about 40 kilometers away. Fang Qingye drove for an hour to get there. However, Wang Lei's home was not in the town, but in the relatively remote Qiaokou Village. It took another 20 minutes by car to reach the village.

From afar, they could see Wang Lei standing under a tallow tree, waiting. When he saw Fang Qingye and her group's car approaching, he immediately came to greet them.

"Let's go to my house."

Although Qiaokou Village is relatively remote, most of the farmers here still live in their own two-story houses. However, Wang Lei's house is still a tile-roofed house from the 1980s or 1990s, with a yard in front surrounded by a fence and vegetable plots next to the fence.

Fang Qingye and the others parked the car outside and then went into the courtyard.

Although the house was a bit simple, the yard was very clean. Wang Lei's parents, who looked to be almost fifty years old, came out to greet him with smiles. They were both very simple and honest farmers.

No one went inside; they just sat in the courtyard, brought out tables and chairs, and laid out melon seeds, peanuts, and fresh mulberries.

"These are from our own garden, everyone should try them," Wang Lei's father, Wang Linde, said with a smile, inviting everyone to come.

It turns out that Wang Lei's mother raised silkworms at home and needed a lot of mulberry leaves, so she planted an acre of mulberry trees, and mulberries were a by-product.

Fang Qingye didn't stand on ceremony, picked one up and tasted it; it was sweet and sour and very delicious.

(End of this chapter)